Tilly is such a nut, she waltzes around after the boys, all her synapses firing, inviting them to wrestle and cosying up to them when they're asleep. When she's not trying to squeeze herself into and under every conceivable cranny in search of amusement. She has already mastered the plastic donut toy! Last night we slept nose-to-nose.

I haven't taken her to the vet yet because my resources are getting mighty low and honestly, I can't believe nobody is looking for her. A mangy intact adult who needs to see a vet, I don't expect to hear. But a little charmer like this?